Post by gogreengowhite on Aug 15, 2012 11:42:27 GMT -5
My boss is leaving our company and only stayed on through my maternity leave because no one knows how to do my job. But...he did bare minimum the entire time I was gone. I've been fixing so. Much. Stuff. I want to cry.
Loud talker in next cube. She was on the phone all day long and spoke 5 times the normal volume. Heard every word for 10 years.... We retired the same day. Just to make it worse, prior to that, I had an office.
I just moved buildings due to being by 3 loud talkers and a nail clipper. They were big AWs too. It drove me nuts because I would have to put my hand over my non-phone ear to be able to hear the phone and it was never quiet.
Everyone here microwaves fish all the damn time. My boss also cooks frozen salmon burgers in the toaster oven. It's really pleasant to smell when you go to microwave your oatmeal first thing in the morning. I want to murder whoever invented the Tortilla-Crusted Fish Lean Cuisine.
Also, my boss is demanding a string quartet for her retirement party, and a 250 person guest list that includes the mayor...yet I haven't gotten a raise that amounted to more than $50/year since I started 3 years ago.
we have several "groomers" here. I swear one CW is clipping their toenails at their desk and its the loudest damn nail clipper ever. Then we have the serial flosser who has to pop the floss. Its disgusting. disgusting. I feel like I work around people who were raised in a barn.
We have a temp in our office this week and she wears the most vile old lady perfume. It's giving me a headache and making me nauseous. I suspect that she is a smoker and trying to cover up the cig stench with perfume. When will people learn that it simply doesn't work?!?
Two coworkers near me have back-to-back cubicles and have loud personal conversations every day. They usually start discussing news stories as soon as they get in in the morning (which seems to consist of them simply reading a headline and making up the rest for themselves). They were playing the Google Olympics Doodles and loudly commenting on how they were doing ... we all take breaks at work, yes, but I don't *announce* to the office that I'm on GBCN or playing a game. One keeps managing to work into conversations that her family's got money.
we have several "groomers" here. I swear one CW is clipping their toenails at their desk and its the loudest damn nail clipper ever. Then we have the serial flosser who has to pop the floss. Its disgusting. disgusting. I feel like I work around people who were raised in a barn.
Gaaaaaaah I have a coworker who clips his nails. Walks in, sets down his briefcase, and starts clipping away. I can't see what he's doing, but how do you have enough to clip every other day? ARE YOU CLIPPING YOUR TOENAILS?!?!
The chick in the room across from me doesn't do her job. My TA was doing most of her job last year. If my TA wasn't available, I was doing it. Unfortunately, she was tight with the principal, so anything I said would have been bad. We have a new principal this year, so we will see. Plus, I don't have an aide this year to do her job.
I was offered my own office but my boss said that she wanted me to continue sharing with her because she would be too lonely without me.
She also plays music is solidarity with others. When a friend was going through a breakup she played It Must Have Been Love but it's Over Now several times. When the Olypmics started it was the music from the movie Munich. When her granddaughter started preschool it was Disney classics. I am dreading telling her about my divorce solely based on the fact I don't need days of classic love songs.
I was offered my own office but my boss said that she wanted me to continue sharing with her because she would be too lonely without me.
She also plays music is solidarity with others. When a friend was going through a breakup she played It Must Have Been Love but it's Over Now several times. When the Olypmics started it was the music from the movie Munich. When her granddaughter started preschool it was Disney classics. I am dreading telling her about my divorce solely based on the fact I don't need days of classic love songs.
You need to "accidentally" break her computer speakers. The Tears in Heaven day would have been my breaking point.
I call one of my coworkers a special snowflake...because there really isn't anyone like him.
He's a loud talker (to the point when he's skyping with students we have to close his door, and can still hear his entire half of the conversation)
He clips his nails at work. I had to talk with our boss about it finally, so now he just does it with the door closed, which really isn't any better.
He often dances (with just his feet, while sitting) to music, and taps his feet loudly enough that I can hear him.
He often makes sweeping statements regarding random topics that make the rest of us just roll our eyes (i.e., he thought that pickles grew on bushes, as pickles. Didn't know that they were pickled cucumbers. Also, he wouldn't want to know if there was a gay guy in a locker room with him, because he'd be worried about them staring at him, but he'd be fine if he just didn't know).
I used to carpool with him, and one of the best days was when I was able to leave that carpool.
She also plays music is solidarity with others. When a friend was going through a breakup she played It Must Have Been Love but it's Over Now several times. When the Olypmics started it was the music from the movie Munich. When her granddaughter started preschool it was Disney classics. I am dreading telling her about my divorce solely based on the fact I don't need days of classic love songs.
Tell her that a close friend suddenly became deaf/mute. Maybe her "tribute" will be glorious silence.
Mine are okay but I have one gripe with the new guy. He has questions for me and gets here before me. He practically pounces on me the second I get in the door. Like I'll still be wearing my coat and holding my purse and he'll start asking me questions before I've even turned on my computer. It's like he is listening for when I come it. It is SO frustrating. I actually had to ask him to give me 5 mins to settle in before he comes over. It worked for a while, but he's started doing it again... ugh!!!! Isn't this just a common courtesy/common sense thing?
Post by kellbell191 on Aug 15, 2012 13:08:20 GMT -5
Mine is coworker who is always late, always leaves early, takes way more than his allotted vacation days, takes off before and after every major holiday, will request off a day I asked for 6 months in advance, brings his kids to work, and then spends all day on the phone or skype with his wife. And doesn't respond to people promptly so I get stuck having to answer questions about his cases and then reamed for asking him a question about it.
Oh and today he said that we shouldn't hire this specific woman who is my age for our open position b.c. she may get married and have kids.... To which I pointed out that he is the one with his three kids in the office at least once a week, running to doctor's appointments or ballet or daycare or whatever whereas I, with the no kids, am actually here during business hours doing work. But yes, lets disqualify her for the potential of future children you dickhole.
Post by MadamePresident on Aug 15, 2012 13:20:05 GMT -5
We have been on a hiring spree and have about 5 super new employees, 2 somewhat new people and a couple who are still under a year, but should have a clue by now. Since I'm nice and have been here a long time, I'm the "go to person". I enjoy teaching/mentoring, but it was at an unreasonable level.
Last Thursday I answered about 25 different questions from these people. Some of them were getting to the point where they were asking me things they could figure out on their own, if they just did a little research first. We use Office Communicator and I added this note on Friday "As of 8/10/12 all questions will come with an additional surcharge of reeces pieces or some other equitable treat." It helped cut down on the questions and provided me with some good candy to snack on.
So far I like most of my co-workers. I haven't been here long enough to really get annoyed. But the guy next door is SUPER loud. Like I can hear him as if he's in my office even when both of our doors are closed. He also keeps singing the same line of some random country song that I have never heard, something like, "5-1-5-0, somebody call the po-po!" I like him, but it drives me crazy.
I like most of my coworkers, but there are two who are extremely toxic. Fortunately I don't work for them but their toxicity extends to the whole center. One is a PI who is tenured and brings in a lot of research dollars, so pretty untouchable. He has had a number of grievances filed against him but of course it's the classified staff who ends up being let go. I'm convinced he has a mental disorder.
The other person is his researcher. Let's see, some of the stunts that she has pulled: breastfeeding while giving her admin a poor performance evaluation; taking some interns offsite and leaving them there; abusing guest parking passes; asking the IT guy to come to her house to help with her computer problems; left her coworkers with her hotel bill at a conference.
Both these individuals have a very well earned reputation!
Post by definitelyO on Aug 15, 2012 14:13:41 GMT -5
I have one that I will email her and she will immediately pick up the phone and call my ext. I don't answer - she will call 4 times in a row until she finally leaves a message. I sent my question to you via email - I need a written response!
I was offered my own office but my boss said that she wanted me to continue sharing with her because she would be too lonely without me.
She also plays music is solidarity with others. When a friend was going through a breakup she played It Must Have Been Love but it's Over Now several times. When the Olypmics started it was the music from the movie Munich. When her granddaughter started preschool it was Disney classics. I am dreading telling her about my divorce solely based on the fact I don't need days of classic love songs.
Post by vanillacourage on Aug 15, 2012 15:47:53 GMT -5
Dear coworkers,
Yes, my office may be the one that is physically the closest to the copier. But, alas, I do not know whose print job is causing the printer to beep and ask for manual feed, and I do not feel like answering ten questions a day about where the extra paper is kept or how to solve a paper jam. Please use the sense god gave you and stop bothering me just because you happen to see me working out of the corner of your eye.
Yes, my office may be the one that is physically the closest to the copier. But, alas, I do not know whose print job is causing the printer to beep and ask for manual feed, and I do not feel like answering ten questions a day about where the extra paper is kept or how to solve a paper jam. Please use the sense god gave you and stop bothering me just because you happen to see me working out of the corner of your eye.
Oh this was me at my previous job. The only copier in the building and the mailboxes for the entire building were right next to my office. People were always coming in asking for staples, staple removers, white out, tape, etc. They would even interrupt me if I had a student in my office. It is one of many, many reasons I am not there anymore.
My boss has not been the grocery store in 5 years. He believes it is his wife's job to go. He told me once that he wouldn't even know what to buy.
I have a coworker who keeps sending me information about his church, even though I've told him that we are just fine with not going to church. 4 invitations later, he still hasn't taken the hint.
So far I like most of my co-workers. I haven't been here long enough to really get annoyed. But the guy next door is SUPER loud. Like I can hear him as if he's in my office even when both of our doors are closed. He also keeps singing the same line of some random country song that I have never heard, something like, "5-1-5-0, somebody call the po-po!" I like him, but it drives me crazy.
It's by Dierks Bentley and is a really catchy song. It gets stuck in my head for the rest of the day when I hear it. Not always a good thing